I've been watching Buffy since I was in the fifth grade and reading Buffy fic for about five years now. One day I read a fic and thought 'I can do that', so I started writing. My first attempt was attrocious, but I've recovered.

After almost a year of Spuffy writing hiatus I've started again with Ballroom Blitz. Hopefully I can finish up a few more before school steals my spare time away.

Summary: Just when you think the worst is behind you, there's a formal event.This story is loosely based on a dream I had after eating some strange food combinations. Whatever it was, my muse loved it.